“No. I want to see you.” Even with his eyes half closed, his gaze burned.
“Okay.” Lea felt a lump rise in her throat again, and wasn’t sure why. Well, she could think of dozens of reasons why, but she really didn’t feel like sorting through them in the moment. “Um. In the video, remember — ?”
Sean rolled and slid until his legs were off the bed. He remembered. As Lea shuffled off the bed, her dildo wobbling disconcertingly, he handed her a pillow.
To kneel on, Lea realized. “Thanks.” Her eyes never leaving Sean’s, her hand trailing down his body to his hip, Lea positioned herself between his thighs. She’d been here before — just never for this. Leaning down, she kissed the head of his c**k — an activity that had grown quite familiar in the past few months, if no less exciting.
To kneel
